[Intro]
Uhh
[Verse 1]
Swag on the billy while I milly rag (Yo, Pierre)
Niggas think they good but they really not (Not really)
Been a bad boy with the diddy bop (Take care)
Don´t know where you ride like a city cop
Wishing that niggas left shit, left, right (Left, right)
Cut that way, shit get light
Awesome with the darkness
This night watch yourself, she´ll probably cut your wrist tight (Ow)
Daddy´s baddy said ´Found is all we got´
And we really got that
Blood of a pit
You can hear it when I rap
Check it´s lit, I can feel it in my back
Feeling myself, holding my sack
Crystal light, my nigga, when you gon´ rap?
Uno momento, I´ll be right back
I can´t go nuts with no microphone in the trap
Just going to pick up a little motivation in the ziplock
Nigga, my time is money, tick tock
Residious shit, pop
Let´s forget, not
This shit´s hot
That´s why my manager is sweating me while I make pit stops
Gee, you can´t keep fucking for free
She´ll cut down my neck to a certain degree
For my team, I´m capping it, thicker than a knee
If you playing like a quarterback, I´m throwing the D
That´s the endzone for a lot of you niggas (Yuh)
They´ve been friendzoned by a lot of you hoes
But when I touch down
Then the check bust down
Keep that same motherfucking energy, where did it go?
On the inner me is my enemy
Let em know that the inner me is looking to finna get hella slow
No beginners seat, what you´re dealing with is a bro
Hall of fame, they be chanting my name at every show
That´s on god
Uhh
[Verse 1]
Swag on the billy while I milly rag (Yo, Pierre)
Niggas think they good but they really not (Not really)
Been a bad boy with the diddy bop (Take care)
Don´t know where you ride like a city cop
Wishing that niggas left shit, left, right (Left, right)
Cut that way, shit get light
Awesome with the darkness
This night watch yourself, she´ll probably cut your wrist tight (Ow)
Daddy´s baddy said ´Found is all we got´
And we really got that
Blood of a pit
You can hear it when I rap
Check it´s lit, I can feel it in my back
Feeling myself, holding my sack
Crystal light, my nigga, when you gon´ rap?
Uno momento, I´ll be right back
I can´t go nuts with no microphone in the trap
Just going to pick up a little motivation in the ziplock
Nigga, my time is money, tick tock
Residious shit, pop
Let´s forget, not
This shit´s hot
That´s why my manager is sweating me while I make pit stops
Gee, you can´t keep fucking for free
She´ll cut down my neck to a certain degree
For my team, I´m capping it, thicker than a knee
If you playing like a quarterback, I´m throwing the D
That´s the endzone for a lot of you niggas (Yuh)
They´ve been friendzoned by a lot of you hoes
But when I touch down
Then the check bust down
Keep that same motherfucking energy, where did it go?
On the inner me is my enemy
Let em know that the inner me is looking to finna get hella slow
No beginners seat, what you´re dealing with is a bro
Hall of fame, they be chanting my name at every show
That´s on god
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